Disclaimer: Again, I do not own Twilight. Are these things really necessary?
Author's Note: Some Seth/Jacob and Seth salivating over Jacob. We'll see if this is worth updating but for now it'll remain a 1-shot I decided while I really work on other things.
Seth stared wide-eyed at the gorgeous and almost unbelievable sight inside the locker room of the gym. He even rubbed his eyes, trying to clear them to see if he was seeing right and pinching his arms to make sure he wasn't dreaming. He wasn't and he was seeing clearly, the guy was real. It was no one Seth had ever seen before and he was absolutely gorgeous. He was also of Indian descent; it was quite obvious with his natural tan, long black hair, and proud bearing and chin line. Seth was almost ashamed as he looked even more Indian than Seth did even though he was pure blooded and lived on the reservation his whole life and never saw this guy before. Seth's eyes were drawn to the mystery guy's face and saw the darkest brown eyes he had ever seen, so dark that they almost seemed black They seemed to draw the light from the room and focused all attention on him and he seemed to enjoy it, an arrogant and prideful look on his face. But it wasn't only his eyes that drew people in. It was his entire presence. He was massive, physically and otherwise. He was one of the largest people Seth had ever seen and was almost impossibly muscular, more like a comic book hero than someone who was just human. He was definitely over 6'4 (Seth knew because that's how tall his dad was) and possibly could have been 7 feet and was barely avoiding touching the ceiling of the room. The breadth of him was wider than one-and-a-half men of decent size and each and every part of him seemingly chiseled out of stone to perfection. His clothes were absolutely straining to hold his body in and it was certainly telling of their craftsmanship (those clothes were definitely made just for him) that they hadn't exploded off him yet when it looked like they were just barely clinging on and these were extra-large size. His arms looked thicker than most people's legs and were absolutely bulging with muscle while his legs where just f-ing tree trunks. Seth did not generally curse but damn, the guy was big and hot. He put many pro-bodybuilders to shame. It took every ounce of self-restrain not to start drooling and even then he probably let some out.
Suddenly the guy turned to him and Seth felt his mouth dry. The huge man's stare pierced right through him and he flushed, embarrassed. He wanted to melt into the floor and disappear, any longer and Seth would probably explode from the heat he seemed to be feeling. The dark eyes had become very warm upon sight of him and Seth almost thought he heard a sigh, something he did not believe over the pounding of his heart. The man turned his eyes away to see someone else and Seth pretty much collapsed to the floor panting and holding his chest, gasping. It was rather ironic that the man's gaze had set Seth's heart going and it felt like he had more of an intense workout then than he did earlier. It certainly wasn't fair. Once it felt like he had returned to normal, he looked up and watched the guy again, seeing what would happen next. He frowned when he saw the guy talking to a crowd of admirers, girls and guys alike as he posed, flexing his biceps and back every which way. Although it almost sent Seth's poor heart into shock again and Seth decided that as much as he would rather stay, if he watched any longer, he would probably have a heart attack, something that would be rather ironic actually, having a heart attack from watching that incredible body. His dad had a heart attack once because his heart got blocked by a diet of too much fatty foods and meats. It just stopped one day while he had been walking in the forest and it had been a miracle Sam had been there and found him because if he hadn't, Mr. Clearwater would almost certainly have died that day. Seth was certainly not going to let that happen to him and so had started working out a year previous. He was actually rather decent at it and made some surprising progress over it, turning from the scrawny scraggly looking kid he had been back then, to a rather buff (if he did say so himself, he was actually comparable to his best friend Quil who was rather large although Quil certainly tried to deny that) young man. But it certainly did have other benefits, like attention and being able to admire men without suspicion, one of Seth's greatest secrets that he was terrified of anyone ever finding out, especially his mom and dad. Seth was gay and knew it from when he was 12 when no matter how he tried, he could not force a single attraction to a girl but a cute boy or man had Seth panting. His older sister Leah was the only one who knew and she was surprisingly okay with it, she actually told him that she would have been surprised if he hadn't been when he had told her. Leah honestly couldn't see him with a girl and would have eaten her sock if he ever managed to find one he liked. She had figured it out even before he did and had been waiting for him to tell her. She kept telling him to tell their parents but Seth was scared that they would disown him and kick him out or something. Leah said that was ridiculous and they wouldn't do that but Seth didn't believe her.
When he walked out of the room, he saw the other guy walk out as well, followed by a crowd of admirers. He had changed his clothes into a very tight black muscle shirt accentuating and exposing every incredible muscle of his body. Now that his arms were laid bare, Seth could see a tattoo of a wolf and various tribal insignia down his left arm, many of which Seth could recognize as they were the tribal marks of his own tribe, the Quileute. They were the marks of a chieftan, of he recalled correctly. It had been a while since he studied the marks so he wasn't sure, but he thinks they are. Seth was surprised that the guy was Quileute and apparently next in chief, he didn't ever see him around before and considering everyone else, they haven't either. And the only one who could lay claim to the title of chief was Billy Black, if they still had a chief. Technically it had been replaced by a council of tribal elders but there was also still an unofficial position of chief. But the only way this person could lay claim to it was if they were related, and Billy had no male child except-oh. Now that he thought about it, there had been a boy once. But he grew up with a relative elsewhere for somewhere, going to some private school. This must be him. Now that he thought of it, he could see the resemblance, slightly. That was assuming Billy had the use of both feet again, was years younger, and put on experimental growth hormones growing him to about the size of the incredible hulk or so. It was definitely Billy's son Jacob. The Black men were notoriously large according to the stories and even crippled and old, Billy was still large and had a strong upper body. Had it not been for the legs, he would have been an absolutely gorgeous and still desirable but the legs had been shatter and Billy was paralyzed from the waist down due to the car accident that killed his wife. A drunk driver who had been driving on the wrong side of the road had hit them and Billy's wife Sarah and the other guy had died on impact. Billy's legs had been shattered and he lost the use of his lower body. It was fortunate that his son Jacob or his two daughters Rachel and Rebecca, had not been in the car but it made life difficult. Rachel and Rebecca were old enough to take care of themselves and their dad but Jacob had been sent to some relatives. He hadn't been back to La Push for years. He saw Jacob head to the bench and Seth hung back and watched in wide eyed amazement.
At first, Jacob started light, doing only a 100-150 set of eight twice. Then he progressively got heavier and heavier and Seth's, and everyone's eyes got wide when he did 450 lbs for a set of six with only minor change in breath. He then followed that up with presses, deadlifts, curls, squats, and an assortment of other exercises at incredible pace. Seth could not believe it and neither could anyone else really. But Jacob had somehow managed to do it. Partway through, Jacob had stripped off his tank and the incredible body that had been so apparent even through his clothing was even more incredible in the open. His stomach was so ripped up that Seth swore it was a 12 pack of abs, something that didn't seem possible. But then, Jacob was so out there that it was. His chest was absolutely solid and perfect and he saw the v thing that incredibly fit guys always seem to have. The biceps were bunched together forming huge balls under his skin and his veins stood out prominently. It was, again, just wow. Seth wondered how the hell Jacob was so huge because according to his recollection, Jake would only be a few years older than he was but this was just…wow. Totally drool-worthy, especially now that he was all sweaty after almost unbelievable (if he hadn't seen it, he would never have believed it for a second) exertion. His body shimmered and Seth definitely wanted to touch him and he wasn't the only one. Everyone was stupefied. As soon as he was done and wiping the sweat off him with a towel, everyone rushed at Jake at once, babbling excitedly. Guys were asking him what the heck his secret was and how did he get so large, and so on and so fourth, and girls were busy gushing over 'how strong and fit and sexy he was' and things along those lines. Seth couldn't blame them however as he was doing the same thing, just in his mind, and Jacob really was incredible. He was just annoyed when they started asking Jake out on a date, who he had already started referring to as 'his Jake' in his mind. Jake seemed a little out of it however and uninterested and he quickly excused himself from the crowd and started to walk away. Without meaning to and unaware of it, Seth found himself following. Soon, he followed Jacob back to the locker room and watched as Jacob put back on his shirt and then walk out, humming some song under his breath as he exits out off to the side of the gym and head to the parking lot, going over to one sweet looking motorcycle. Jacob hops on, kicks the lever, and starts the throttle, roaring out of the parking lot, leaving behind only a cloud of dust. Seth felt sad but he knew he would see him again, one way or the other. He had too.
